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Pssh, I don't even talk to my blabby buddies about the kind of guys I like. It'll be fine.

Oh, lol. I know that.

> . > But, saying it out in the streets is fun.. ;) Makes me feel like a daredevil.

=3 Heh, thank you for caring. Writing that made me feel ALOT better.

I'm probably just being a total angst bucket, finding problems where there aren't any.. But, it's just that.. I keep getting all mushy, and sensitive. Though, I guess my father's shouting and throwing of objects, my mother's constant nagging, and my general moodiness, might have something to do with it? Who knows?

*Scrubs face* Ugh! I just don't think I can do this moody thing any longer.. Because, I realized that the more I cry, the more I see how emotionally handicap my whole family is. And I'm just not ready to deal with the fact that, I have no one to confide in when I get sad, it's like I'm only supposed to be my happy self.

But, the longer I keep it bottled up, the less I feel comfortable with sharing my feelings in general with my family. I mean, my grandmother (who I've only seen twice in the passed SIX years) does a better job at listening to me, then my own parents. It's just unbelievable.. And I hate that I know that it's true. *Huffs loudly* I think that's all..

I'm sorry for complaining to you, I just needed to get it off my chest.

;o; I was waiting for you to show up~ *Squeezes*

My evening has fallen flat on it's face, and I'm doing everything I can not to cry about it.

*sighs*

I'd say that thats a pretty good reason, then. :lol:

That is very true.

Pretty much. lol Same old, same old. xP;;